Jimmy P. Page #4

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the mother, or a mother equivalent.

Two mountains, are the breasts.

And threatening clouds

above his sister's ranch.

The patient depicts

himself in front of a barn.

He wouldn't talk to anybody,

doctors or patients.

You asked for my opinion, here it is.

Jimmy Picard is not crazy.

Or else you have to lock up

half of our fellow citizens.

So, what is he suffering from?

I guess what we all suffer from.

So what do you suggests we do?

George, you know how I feel.

But the AAP needs

paperwork, anything legal.

No! Karl, they'll get their papers.

Hey, you're not even an MD.

I know, no psychoanalysis.

Just counseling.

Research counseling, got it?

- Control session with Jokl?

- Jokl.

If they don't work out, you

go straight back to New York.

Terrific!

I may have administration wise,

but let me tell you, Mon'Amie...

that doesn't allow

you to break the rules.

Which rules am I going to break here?

Don't be exuberant!

Is your British friend

still in New York?

- Madeleine?

- Trs charmant! (Very charming)

Jeanetta and I were wondering

if she might pay us a visit.

Nah, I bet she would.

If Jimmy is not sick,

then isn't that good news?

Since we found nothing physiological,

we were wondering whether

the illness may be psychiatric.

However Mr. Devereux doesn't

consider you a schizophrenic.

Then...

I can go home?

I think you're in real pain.

You can see Mr. Devereux,

for a while, an hour a day.

He can't treat you, in

the strict sense of the word.

But maybe he can help.

You should not have drank here.

- You should drink less.

- Hello!

Dr. Devereux has asked us to

move you into another ward.

Hello, my name is Alma.

What do we have here?

I have the school records.

Look!

They thought the world of you.

You can take your time now.

The rapport was good

and simplify sufficient.

The patient reacted in a

spontaneous and normal manner.

I decided to study

and counsel the patient.

Come in, please.

Follow me.

It's an unorthodox

setting, but anyway...

You don't look too good.

Just a slight fever.

Don't worry.

Did you dream anything?

I had a dream last night.

I was butchering some beef.

What breed of cattle was it?

White face, Hereford.

Hereford.

What was the locality of the dream?

On my sister's ranch.

Doctor, when I go to bed,

I'm always short of breath.

Could you explain how it feels?

Well, as soon as I lied down,

I'm afraid my heart will miss a beat.

I always have to get up

and get some water.

I also have these

attacks in the afternoon.

Stepping back to your dream.

What does it make you think of?

The other night, I read an

article in a magazine,

about a... couple in Alaska.

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